Actual letters from our wounded Warriors

It is true, giving just a little bit
                                   can make all the difference

 

 

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Paying the Price
A true Soldier goes off to war not because he wants to. He does it because be truly believes in his country and defending its principles and to maintain the way of life that all Americans are entitled to.  He has an already set heartfelt belief that it is his duty to serve, protect and defend. He knows in his heart it is the right thing for him to do. These are not the mindsets that the military service creates it is there long before.

Every Soldier knows without any reminder that he must always look out and be there for his fellow Warriors. Every Warrior realizes early that that all those with him are as close to family as they can be.

When a Soldier falls wounded on the battlefield he continues to hold his head up and knows that he has suffered for what is right.  He knows his fellow comrades will be there to aid, protect and support him.

He paid a price

It was a matter of duty

We have dept to pay as well

We as Americans have our duty too. We watch the news and read the war stories.  But, as Americans do we not have a duty too?  Are we not a part of what the war is and have a duty and obligation to the fellow Americans that are unselfishly
fighting for our freedom?

Nobody is going to ask you to dedicate your life to serving those that return home from war. But, can you remind yourself each time you come in contact or meet a Warrior coming home from war to just offer a warm handshake and a very sincere Thank You.  You would not believe what this simple gesture can do to both your lives.  Just as in your job a soldier wants to be appreciated for the life threatening job he has done for his country  for you and for your family.

 

 

 

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Letter from one of our Warriors

From: Gordon Ewall
To: Harold Joseph
Subject:  A very humble Thank You
Date: September 23, 2007

Mr. Joseph, Sir ... My dear friend

Richard "Wolf" Hamilton and the gang (The Blue Star Riders) Presented me with the cane you made for me today.

Thank you, well, it just isn't enough.  However, my limited vocabulary, and inability to express to you what I feel in my heart, when I hold your cane in my hand, leaves me with no other option at the moment to say anything but "Thank You."  Please know, my friend that this thank you is the most humble, and sincere "Thank You"
 that the heart of a Patriot, a Veteran, and a Wounded Warrior could ever offer to another "Man of Honor."

You have given me not only a much needed tool, necessary for my mobility, but also a constant reminder, as I walk with your cane, of the goodness that lies in the hearts of mankind.  A reminder of the spirit of Volunteerism and Service to others. A reminder that what I did, sacrificed, and physically and mentally gave of myself, mattered.  But, most of all a reminder that every step I take, there is hope and the desire and inspiration to push forward... to take the next step... to recover, live, to love... to enjoy the life that I am blessed to still have and my beautiful wife and family that I love so dearly.

You have me not only a cane but, a small miracle I can feel, in the palm of my hand,, and a family heirloom that will be treasured by my family for generations... for generations after the long life I have a desire to live, laugh, love and enjoy.

Thank you again my friend, from the bottom of my heart.

God Bless you and your family for the precious gifts of hope and love that you have given to me, my family, and so many others.

Sincerely,

"Gordy"
Gordon Ewell
Sergeant First Class
United States Army
(Soon to be medically retired from the Army, but not from life)



 

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Recovery Road

06 February 2008
By SFC Gordon Ewell (U.S. Army)

 

So, you have found yourself here in wing 7D

 

It’s not at all where you would choose to be

You would not pick to have a Traumatic Brain Injury

And you would not have chosen to also have PTSD

You are missing an arm or a leg, maybe a double amputee

Your thoughts are all garbled, and random as can be

In a split second your mood changes to bitter and then to angry

And again, with no warning at all, it shifts to a teary,

Depressed bundle of “Why me?” and self-pitty

I know how it is, I know how you feel

For you see, I have been in your shoes, in wing 7D

Right now you might not think a “happy ending”

could possibly Come out of what happened to you overseas

But that ending is out there my friend;

you must have faith and believe

We rally around each other, quite literally

For Hope and Support and the Love that we need

Oh, it won’t make the “Recovery Road” pain-free,
 trust me

But it will make it easier to travel,
 hang in there, you’ll see

Don’t ever give up, ever quit, ever “Cower”

And don’t be afraid to cry,
 those tears give you power

Trust in your providers,

most I know personally

They truly care about you,
 just as they cared about me

Some more friends of mine will be there regularly

They are the “Blue Star Riders,”

and they are awesome – you’ll see

They want to help boost your morale,

they sure did it for me

You will NEVER be the same old you,

that guy is gone

Save yourself some misery, quit looking for him,
 it’s time to move on

But soon a “new you,”
 you will be-friend

And if you want it,
 a happy and productive life you can enjoy
 to the end